Yosa Buson | Teen Ink

Yosa Buson

April 13, 2016
By Anonymous

A summer river being crossed

how pleasing

with sandals in my hands!

 

Light of the moon

Moves west, flowers' shadows

Creep eastward.

 

In the moonlight,

The color and scent of the wisteria

Seems far away.



Similar Articles

JOIN THE DISCUSSION

This article has 0 comments.